Saturday, December 1, 2007


So...I woke up this morning and looked out the window and what did I see? no..not popcorn popping on an apricot tree.. SNOW! and not just a little trace of snow, i'd say at least a good 2 inches. maybe 3. I guess the snow was just waiting for december to hit before it actually came. I'm fine with that. I love an extent. There's nothing like a fresh coat of snow...however once the roads become icy, i'm not a fan. I'm one of those people who drives at least 10 miles under the speed limit when the roads get know, the driver all the people stuck behind hate. I just hate the feeling of starting to slip on the ice and having no control over your car. So i apologize if you get stuck driving behind me. i'd just rather be safe than sorry. and so should you.

It's strange how your opinions change as you get older. When I was younger I loved the snow. I would go out and play in it for hours on end. Sledding, building snow men, snowball fights, building forts... now i'd rather just stay inside and feel pity for those poor children who are playing outside.

I knew a girl who got frostbite. I made fun of her. (sorry Olivia) We were in highschool, she should've known better.

I want soup.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007


So...... up until about 3 months ago I had been to the restaurant "Chilis" maybe once in my life. However, I think in the last 3 months I have been to Chilis at least 10..maybe 15 times. And unlike any other typical restaurant, I am still not sick of this place. It's basically magic... It can fulfill any craving.

Recent meals consumed from Chilis:
-Honey Chipotle Chicken Crispers (dipped in ranch of course)
-Cajun Chicken Pasta (i've consumed this one on numerous occasions)
-Steak Fajita Pita (Different.... but good)
-Chipotle (or possibly cajun) Chicken Sandwich must not go to Chilis and not order the Chips and Queso.

This whole new world, aka Chilis, was introduced to me by Casey (shout out...#2) whom I will be eternally grateful. This place has become a staple in my life... I really don't know how I went so many years without it.

However, in hopes to branch out a little bit... Casey (shout out... 3) and I decided to try Applebees one night. Bad choice. That place did things to my body that were unnatural. It made me feel like I did when I heard Kelly Clarkson singing recently at the halftime show of a Dallas Cowboys football game... Ironically she sang "Never Again"... 2 things that should never happen again: Applebees, and Kelly Clarkson's vocal chords exploding. yikes. (see below...and you'll understand.)

3 weeks of school left. happiness.

Oh yeah, Thanksgiving came and went. Kinda low key this year. 4 out of the 7 siblings were home... I guess that's the majority, but it just didn't feel the same as it had in the past...maybe because on Thanksgiving we ate tacos (prepared by my lovely mother)...although wasn't the typical Thanksgiving feast...that came on Friday. So... I had to wait an extra was worth it. Turkey=my friend.

I saw August rush last night...a greatly anticipated moment. And I must say, I think it makes an appearance in my top 10 list. Kinda predictable, but that didn't matter. The acting, the music, the story...perfection. Not to mention Keri Russel's hair was great, not as easy task.

I'm kinda tired today.... I was up til 3 watching random things on youtube...don't ask. all I have to say is....


time for men's chorus.

Friday, November 9, 2007



Regina George: Oh my Go(sh), I love your skirt! Where did you get it?
Lea Edwards: It was my mom's in the '80s.
Regina George: Vintage, so adorable.
Lea Edwards: Thanks.
Regina George: [after girl walks away] That is the ugliest f-ing skirt I've ever seen.

-Mean Girls, 2004

So, I haven't written in a over a month. get over it. Life has been crazy, well not even that crazy, in all honesty, I'm just lazy.

I love the above quote. I really think that certain people should watch this movie and learn a lesson. Being fake gets you no where. It's a fact. Be matter who you are around. If you think someone's skirt is ugly and you want to say something about it, tell them it's ugly...don't pretend you like it and then talk to all your little friends about how ugly it is. Granted I'm not perfect... but this is something that I'm really working on..and most of the people who are reading this should probably consider working on it too.

ANYWAYS...enough of that. Today was an interesting day at work. We were short 2 employees (who shall remain anonymous) which is always a pain in the bum to have to deal with. I'm the type of person who unless I'm ralphing every hour...I go to work. I understand that not everybody is this way, and that's fine. I just hate having to pick up the slack. It's bad enough when one person is gone, but when two are gone..... don't even get me started. BUT the three remaining part time employees had a great time. I survived work thanks to Ashley Cooper's "Power Women" cd. Nothing like a little Whitney Houston and Mariah to wake you up in the morning and get your juices flowing.....(that phrase always freaks me out, but it fits nicely here) It was also quite a lovely realization that it was payday today.... this means a trip to the FYE used DVD section is in the near future. I can't wait.

I went to the football game last night. it was an experience. I really don't mind football, and at times i've been known to actually enjoy it. Last night though, I just couldn't get into that football vibe. I was sitting in front of a guy who i swear should have been on his a cow. "gooooooooooo(voice crack)ooooooooOooOoooooOOoo CoooooOOOooo (voice crack) ooogars" it didn't help that he was leaning forward and screaming in my ears. when i turned around to look at him, he wasn't what I expected...he was actually a human. thankfully around the third quarter we shuffled our seating arrangement and my brother in law ended up in front of the moaning beast. Another tragedy about BYU football games (or any other event/place on campus) is the lack of Dr. Pepper. I had to buy a Diet Coke...(which actually for a while was my drink of choice. However, thanks to Casey Moore...shout out....I was brought back to the wonderful world of DP.) I didn't realize how gross Diet Coke was until last night. I almost cried, and didn't even drink all of it. What a waste of $3.50.

6 more days until I allow myself to listen to Christmas music. yee.

Monday, October 8, 2007

gas...... or should i say fuel?

Going to the gas station is a love-hate relationship for me. I noticed today that the needle on my fuel gage was well... radically left (in my car...this means empty). I'm sure it's been this way for a couple of weeks and i've just been putting off going to the gas station for a number of reasons which i will now discuss.

1: The gas station that i prefer (Holiday) is north of my house, and i tend to travel south... so having to make a special trip to the gas station just doesn't appeal to me.
2: Gas station = money stealer.
3: Gas Stations nowadays are Self Serve...This means i have to personally get out of my car, swipe my card, take the nozzle off the hook, choose what kind of gas i want, unscrew the cap, insert the nozzle, hold the handle, wait outside in the frigid cold Utah air, watch the dollar amount increase rapidly, and to top it all off i have to wait for the receipt at the end of the transaction.... granted i wasn't even alive when "gas station attendants" would so kindly do all of this and more for you, just the thought makes me wish i was 50 years older...not to mention 5 cents a gallon back then.

Now i'm sure you're wondering where the love part of this relationship comes in...and here it is. Since i was a wee lad i've loved the smell of gas stations... no i'm not the creepy type that goes and sniffs gas until i pass out just to get a high... but the smell of gas holds so many memories that are near and dear to my heart. For example: 3 years old, just before heading north to my grandparents farm we were doing a quick little fill up. I wanted to help my dad so he willingly let me... i was holding the handle firmly like my dad told me. gas was flowing so freely into the tank...and well i got scared that the tank was going to overflow, so i pulled the handle out........... my dad didn't tell me that holding the handle firmly is what made the gas flow so nicely. out came a lovely fountain of unleaded gasoline. I guess i hadn't taken a shower that day and thought that gas might be a good alternative to water. it wasn't. here i was drenched in gas...the smell all around me. and of course i start bawling. long story short, i survived and i love the smell of gas. Not only do i love the smell, but the convenient store located inside holds so many treasures... candy, soda, hot dogs, nachos, Halls cough drops, chips.. you name it. How would i have survived in high school without getting my 48 oz Dr. Pepper for only $1.20 daily? I ask this often and am still searching for an answer.

Perhaps i should get off my lazy bum and go to the gas station.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

school. life. whatever.

it's kind of weird how quickly life changes. school started. i'm already behind...probably to the point of no return, but yet i still push forward...don't ask why. i stayed up til 2 a.m. last night writing a paper that probably doesn't even make sense. it would have been better to just not even turn it in. oh well. as i was talking to my friend last night (shout out joe curtis) we both wondered how our bodies even functioned with how little sleep we get. it's a miracle really. i wouldn't be surprised if one day i just died...due to sleep deprivation. i wouldn't mind it. i'm sure there are soft beds in heaven. i would love it. i'm sure the pillows are nice and comfy. and the blanket would provide that perfect bubble of warmth that you never want to get out of. mmm....i like it like that.

the sad thing about my life is that the most exciting thing that happened to me recently was an amazingly dramatic episode of "The Hills" on mtv.... nevermind the whole part about my life that i'm in college and severely behind.. this episode was intense. and made me smile from ear to ear. or whatever.

school has kind of engulfed my life i don't know how i'm so far behind...maybe it's those dang "game nights" at the andersen household that are ruining my life. but i highly doubt it. those nights bring joy to my soul. especially when underground text messaging conversations emerge. couldn't get any better than that. yee.

well this has been a nice distraction from pretending that i am doing homework, but i should get back to pretending.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007


So...the room project continues. i decided i wanted to do some of my own art for my walls... i've never painted anything in my life besides my room of course. and i must say, i'm fairly happy with the result. there was a weird sense of relaxation that came from painting these simple things... before i knew it 4 hours had passed and i had a completed project. kinda crazy. it was bittersweet to finish these masterpieces, it was nice to have them done, but i wanted to keep painting. i guess i'm just a picasso at heart or something. i mean look at those paintings. that's what i call talent.... ok i realize they aren't amazing... but ... for an amateur, i'm proud of myself. my room still isn't finished...but it's coming together and i'm loving it. i spend more time in here now than i ever have before...i used to avoid my room, and now i find excuses to be in it. yay me. that's all.

Sunday, August 26, 2007


Soooo....i painted my room. i've wanted to change the color of my room probably for over a year and just haven't gotten around to it. i took friday off work cause i had originally planned to go to california to visit my sister...but that fell through... so i woke up friday morning and just decided i was gonna do it. i headed off to Lowes to buy paint and supplies...picked out my colors and was off. i was a painting mad man! i painted all day and am pretty happy with the result.(before on the top, after on the bottom) i haven't yet decorated my walls with pictures and such yet, which should bring it all together, but i like the colors i chose and am happy thus far. painting my room is always kinda a big thing for me. it brings a feeling of change... i lived with the old colors of my room for quite a while, went through alot of things with those strange as it to just cover them up with another color kinda symbolizes a fresh start in my life. although the old paint is still underneath the new, all you can see is the fresh coat of paint. like my life, everything that happened during the time with the old color on my walls is still a part of me. yet, there are new things on the horizon. weird analogy i know. but it makes sense to me. school starts in a week for me..kinda crazy. i survived my freshman year of college and am on to yet another year of stress. yay. i'm excited for my classes though. they should be entertaining to say the least. i also have decided to audition for men's choir this week...something i basically vowed i would never do... but i had a weird revelation the other day and decided that it would be a good thing for me. so hopefully that goes well. work is still work...but i can't wait for my peeps to come back from summer vacation so that the real party can begin at work. what a hoot we all are. that's about it.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Fountain of LOVE....and chocolate. work today we were celebrating a co-workers birthday...she brought a chocolate fountain...basically i dipped anything in sight into that chocolate....and i don't even like chocolate that much! but i couldn't resist the melty flowiness of that chocolate made for some excitement at work...not to mention the girl 5 minutes before we closed who decided to start swearing in my was a joyous day at work.

I came home and took a much needed nap...and then watch the "So You Think You Can Dance" finale..well part 1 of the finale...and all i have to say is that I love sabra...and i think lacey should just...stop. and put some clothes on...and stop being gross. yikes, i'm waaaaay to into this show.

After i wasted 2 hours of my day watching that show (which unfortunately turned out to be the most entertaining part of my day) i went to the gym to try and work off the 50 lbs of chocolate that i had engulfed earlier in the day....i don't think it worked. basically all that came out of my trip to the gym was some sweat...and feelings insecurity. nothing new.

and that was my day.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Seriously? Who do you think you are?

So....let me just explain something....9 of the 24 hours of my day are spent at work...aka, The Records Office. That's just 3 hours shy of half of the day...not to mention i'm only awake for 17 hours of really it's more than half of my awake time...It's been a great job and i've been there for over a problem... the majority of the people i help decide to take out their frustrations on me. I understand, people get frustrated...whatever... but i'm doing my job the best i know how...i don't care if you're "Paying for everything but i still can't get any of my daughter's information"...i don't care if you "received a confirmation telling me that the fax went through, so why didn't you get it?"... i don't care that your transcript didn't get the it's final destination... bottom line I DON'T CARE!!

so this past week at work has been put it lightly...some sort of Hell on earth. I've never dealt with so many raunchy people in my life. well....that might not be true...but just follow me on this one. we were short handed due to the fact that 2 of the 5 part time employees at work were on vacation, another decides not to show up for 2 weeks without letting anyone know why, leaving the lowly records office with 2 part time employees... oh, and 1 borrowed employee from the office next door. Let's just say by the end of the week i wanted to scream...and then cry for 7 minutes. One phone call in particular made me really upset...some lady started getting mad at me cause we never recieved her transcript request so i continued to tell her that she needed to send in another one because we can't take transcript orders over the phone (thank you FERPA...aka we need a signature to release any academic information to a third party) she proceeded to yell at me and tell me how ridiculous that was blah blah blah....then my favorite part was when she told me that the only reason she would have to do that was so that i could have a summer job. That all this was just busy work and she shouldn't have to do it. In my mind i was thinking.... "Seriously? who do you think you are? who put you on a pedastal and made you god?"....but my mouth wouldn't let me say it out loud i proceeded to apologize for the inconvenience and tell her that if she didn't send in another request she wouldn't be receiving any transcripts.

I need a break.